Chapter 19

Unlike Liu Yunshi's excitement, Chen Dasheng had a bitter face. He had just tried to withdraw the 250,000 yuan from He Liang's card and deposit it again, but the bank clerk informed him that for a single withdrawal of more than 50,000 yuan, he needed to make an appointment with the bank.

The ATM could only withdraw 20,000 yuan per day, so he only managed to withdraw 40,000 yuan from the counter. He returned 10,000 yuan to Liu Yunshi and deposited the remaining 30,000 yuan into his own card.

To withdraw 250,000 yuan this way would take several days. Chen Dasheng could only sigh and make an appointment to come back in two days to withdraw the remaining 210,000 yuan. He hoped that He Liang wouldn't freeze the card, or he would be in big trouble.

"Come on, I'll treat you to hotpot!" Liu Yunshi put away the bank card, lifted her face, and smiled at Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng shrugged, "Really? You made so much money, and you're only treating me to hotpot?"

"What's wrong with hotpot? It's a major specialty of our Rongcheng! No complaining, or you won't even get hotpot!" Liu Yunshi glared.

Chen Dasheng's face twitched, and he pouted, "Look at you, so stingy, you're like an iron rooster, not giving a single feather!"

Liu Yunshi was unfazed, stepped forward, and linked her arm with Chen Dasheng's, saying, "What do you know? This is called being thrifty. Whoever marries me will be the lucky one!"

"Ha, thrifty? I think whoever marries you will be stuck with you!" Chen Dasheng sneered, but seeing Liu Yunshi about to get angry, he quickly added, "Aren't we going for hotpot? Where? My stomach is already growling!"

"There's a new place downstairs, offering a 50% discount, and they guarantee no gutter oil. Let's go there!" Liu Yunshi thought for a moment and said.

"Are you serious? Go back there? It's so far!" Chen Dasheng was speechless. Whether it was gutter oil or not, this girl was clearly attracted by the 50% discount. Chen Dasheng was already in awe of Liu Yunshi's frugality.

"What's far? Just take a bus, and we'll be there in no time!" Liu Yunshi said.

"Are you serious? Take a bus? Can't we take a taxi?"

"Taxis are too expensive!"

"Ugh!"

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The next morning.

Chen Dasheng got up before eight o'clock. Liu Yunshi's door was still closed. According to her habit, she wouldn't get up until after ten o'clock.

Thinking about what happened last night, Chen Dasheng still found it amusing.

Liu Yunshi took him to a new hotpot place downstairs, a 30-yuan per person buffet hotpot, with a 50% discount for the opening. The total for two people, including the pot, was only 60 yuan. However, when they were leaving, the owner secretly gave Chen Dasheng 100 yuan, asking him not to come back and suggesting they go to the hotpot place across the street instead.

The reason was simple: Chen Dasheng's eating style scared everyone. The dishes were refilled again and again, and even Liu Yunshi looked at him as if he were a monster. No one had ever seen someone eat so much. The owner even thought Chen Dasheng was there to cause trouble.

Eating hotpot and making money in the process—only Chen Dasheng could pull that off. He hadn't expected his appetite to grow so much. His stomach seemed like a titanium-reinforced bottomless pit, capable of eating anything.

"Giants, they're just strong!" Chen Dasheng couldn't help but praise in his heart. Since inheriting the Giants' legacy, his body's functions had been enhanced by more than ten times.

Wearing his pajamas, Chen Dasheng went to the balcony, opened the window, and breathed in the fresh morning air, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

The balcony was spacious, with some flowers and a pet that Liu Yunshi had planted and raised. Feeling inspired, Chen Dasheng started practicing the unique Tai Chi he had developed.

"Whoosh!" "Huh!"

The movements were alternately fast and slow, continuous and restrained, like flowing clouds and water. Soon, Chen Dasheng was immersed in the boxing routine, his mind guiding the movements, which then merged with his consciousness.

First round, second round, third round!

He continued practicing the seemingly gentle and weak boxing routine, just like the day before. By the fourth round, the intense heat from within, as if he were in boiling oil, almost made him faint.

His entire body felt like it was on fire, sweat streaming down like beads, and his pajamas were completely soaked. Each movement was extremely strenuous, his muscles trembling uncontrollably, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

"Whoosh!"

Finally, the last punch was completed. At that moment, Chen Dasheng felt a snap inside his body. He thought he had broken a bone due to the excessive movement, but his tense mind suddenly relaxed, and his exhausted strength was instantly restored.

"What's going on? I feel stronger?" Chen Dasheng clenched his fist, hearing a series of cracks, clearly feeling his strength had increased. He was puzzled, wondering if his haphazard boxing routine could actually help him gain strength.

"Ouch!"

Just as Chen Dasheng was puzzled, he heard a soft cry from the living room behind him. Turning around, he saw Liu Yunshi sitting on the floor, rubbing her thigh, looking pained.

"What happened?"

Chen Dasheng quickly ran over, thinking how careless this girl was, falling while walking.

Liu Yunshi looked up at Chen Dasheng with a mix of resentment and委屈 (grievance), "It's all your fault! What kind of boxing is that? It's so strange, I almost broke my leg."

The noise Chen Dasheng made while practicing on the balcony had woken Liu Yunshi from her sleep. She came out in her pajamas and saw Chen Dasheng practicing on the balcony.

Everyone, whether male or female, has a martial arts dream from a young age, fantasizing about flying and leaping, and being able to injure with a leaf. Yesterday at Rongxiang Teahouse, Chen Dasheng had shattered He Liang's gun with a playing card and broken his finger. Even if Liu Yunshi were a fool, she would know that Chen Dasheng had trained. Seeing him practicing on the balcony, she quietly followed.

However, this practice led to trouble. Chen Dasheng, a descendant of the Giants, could only manage four rounds of this strange boxing routine with great effort. How could a weak woman like Liu Yunshi manage it? After just five moves, her legs gave out, and she fell to the ground.

Chen Dasheng quickly understood what had happened. This girl had been secretly learning from him. Unfortunately, he himself didn't fully understand the boxing routine, and each move was quite difficult. It was a miracle she hadn't injured herself more seriously.

"Come, let me see!"

Chen Dasheng was worried she might have hurt herself, so he helped Liu Yunshi sit on the sofa and, without thinking, spread her legs to examine them.

A corner of her pajamas lifted, revealing a pink pair of panties. Chen Dasheng was stunned for a moment, seeing a few strands of hair peeking out from the edge of the panties, and a cute little crease.

Uh, damn, this position, this scene, it was impossible not to let his imagination run wild.

Seeing Chen Dasheng staring at her, Liu Yunshi blushed and quickly covered herself with her pajamas, "Hey, where are you looking? I twisted my calf!"

"Huh?"

Chen Dasheng swallowed hard. The scene had been shocking, and what was worse, he had become aroused.

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Shaking off the inappropriate thoughts, Chen Dasheng pretended to be annoyed and examined Liu Yunshi's calf.

"Is my leg pretty?" Seeing Chen Dasheng holding her right leg and examining it carefully, Liu Yunshi's blush faded, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Does your leg still hurt?" Chen Dasheng gently massaged Liu Yunshi's calf, not looking up, "Don't tease me. I'm in a bad mood these days, and I might just take you right here!"

Liu Yunshi, seeing the large tent in Chen Dasheng's pants, blushed and fell silent for a moment before weakly asking, "Chen Dasheng, what martial arts were you practicing just now?"

"Martial arts? What martial arts?" Chen Dasheng feigned ignorance.

Liu Yunshi, clearly displeased, said, "Don't lie to me. If it wasn't martial arts, would it be so difficult to practice? Tell me, are you a disciple of some martial arts school? How many people are in your school? Can you introduce me?"

Liu Yunshi was excited. Under Chen Dasheng's massage, the pain in her calf was slowly fading.

Chen Dasheng touched Liu Yunshi's forehead, looking thoughtful, "You don't seem to have a fever. Why are you talking nonsense?"

"Hey, stop it, I'm being serious. What's the name of your school?" Liu Yunshi pushed Chen Dasheng's hand away, pouting.

"What school? I think you've been watching too many martial arts movies!" Chen Dasheng laughed, placing Liu Yunshi's leg on the ground, "It's just a slight strain in the ligaments. Rest for a day or two, and you'll be fine!"

"Hmph, if you don't tell me, I'll pester you every day until you do!" Liu Yunshi pouted and playfully hit Chen Dasheng with her fist.

Chen Dasheng smiled, pinching his chin, "If you really want to know, it's not impossible. Just do my laundry, make my bed, cook for me, and warm my bed. When I'm in a good mood, I might tell you!"

"Pervert, you're a pervert, a jerk!" Liu Yunshi, embarrassed and angry, grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it at Chen Dasheng.

Chen Dasheng dodged, laughing and walking into the room.

"Hey, where are you going?" Liu Yunshi asked.

"To take a shower, change clothes, and go out for a bit!"

Chen Dasheng responded from inside, found some clean clothes, and went to the bathroom for a cold shower.